Super Soul Gatherer

Chapter 171 Seventh Floor of Lanjian Pavilion

"You have said it yourself, the Lan Sword Sect belongs to the legendary sect that the cultivators of Wanji want to see all their lives but can't see it all their lives. Since we were able to stumble into this place by mistake, it is also a chance that God bestowed on us and the Lan Sword Sect. Do you want to give up so easily? Then you are too sorry for your heart of cultivation."

As soon as Jiang Yuan mentioned the heart of cultivating the Tao, Ye Sheng immediately became excited, "No, it's not like this, I will never give up cultivating the Tao in my whole life, even if it is the realm of life, I will stay in the Qidan state, and I will continue the road of cultivating the Tao. Go to the end, even if I pay all the price. Although my talent is not superior, even compared with your talent, my talent can be described as garbage, but I still don't want to give up."

Ye Sheng looked excitedly at the Tianhong sword in his hands. The Tianhong sword exuded a red-like luster under the light, and Ye Sheng's hands trembled uncontrollably.

Of course, Jiang Yuan knew how to stimulate Ye Sheng's idiot. The simple provocative method proved to be unsuccessful.

That was an insult to Ye Sheng's Dao heart. A cultivator would rather die than let others insult his Dao heart.

For those cultivating immortals, Dao Xin is their dignity.

"If you do this, you will be sorry for the reputation of Tianhong Sword. Since you are its owner now, you must be worthy of the three words Tianhong Sword. Now pick up Tianhong Sword, draw the sword out of its sheath, and point it at the top pavilion. Can you do it? ?”

While looking at Jiang Yuan, Ye Sheng looked at the sword in his hand. Ye Sheng held the sharp edge of Tianhong Sword tightly with both hands. The sharp edge of the sword cut Ye Sheng's palm, and drops of blood flowed along the edge of the sword. down.

"I go!"

These two words were almost forced out by Ye Sheng from between his teeth.

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly, and achieved his goal, "Okay, let's go!"

Jiang Yuan took the lead and stepped into the wooden stairwell. The wooden stairs creaked under Jiang Yuan's footsteps, but fortunately, the wooden stairs were of good quality, and they only made some creaking noises under the weight of two people. Not broken.

The next two floors house some calligraphy and notes of Lan Jianzong, which are mainly aimed at cultivating Taoism and calligraphy hobbies, but they are all authentic works of several core figures of Lan Jianzong, although Jiang Yuan doesn't know calligraphy.

But he still understands the reason why words are like people, not to mention that the members of the Lanjian sect have very distinct personalities, sharp and agile.

Even calligraphy is the same. The ink marks written thousands of years ago are written like dragons and snakes, like real dragons leaping in the clouds. Thousands of years have passed, the paper is still white and pure, and the ink marks are still fresh as before, not to mention that they are notes of people who practice Taoism. Well, if the calligraphy and painting from thousands of years ago are placed in the modern society, it will be a fortune.

For calligraphers, this kind of calligraphy is simply an invaluable treasure. The past lords of the Lanjian Sect will leave a message of encouragement to their younger generations, and these words have been handed down by the lords in the form of calligraphy.

Over time, it has become a kind of culture, a kind of inheritance and belief of Lan Jianzong.

This also allowed calligraphy, a great national quintessence of China, to flourish in a sword-cultivating sect like Lan Jianzong. When Ye Sheng saw the calligraphy and paintings left by more than a dozen suzerains in the past, he became even more excited.

It was like a rough man who drank several bottles of fake wine, met a hot beauty on the side of the road and seduced him, it was like meeting the pinnacle of life.

Ye Sheng's halazi was almost dripping on the calligraphy and painting frames. Ye Sheng stroked those calligraphy and painting frames with expression, but just when Ye Sheng was about to touch them, Ye Sheng suddenly woke up and realized that his hands might be a little dirty. Several kinds of cleansing amulets were used up.

His whole body was almost naked, so he stretched out his hands to salute the past lords of the Lan Sword Sect before touching the picture frame, which made Jiang Yuan want to laugh.

"Senior masters of the Lanjian Sect, the junior Ye Family Ye Sheng, suddenly entered the secret realm of Lanjian by chance today, and disturbed all the seniors. I am very sorry, and I hope everyone will be happy."

Jiang Yuan said from the side, "Uncle Ye, if you like it, you can take it away. It is much better to put it in the Ye family for the younger generations of the Ye family to watch it than to put it here to collect ashes. If you accidentally find Lan Jian later Zong’s descendants, you can just return these things to him, if someone comes in after us and wreaks havoc on these things, it will be a huge loss to the entire Taoist sect.”

Jiang Yuan gave Ye Sheng an idea, "Really?"

Ye Sheng was like a child who got his favorite toy, looking at Jiang Yuan in surprise, Jiang Yuan couldn't help laughing, anyway, it's not his own property, we just came to rob the tomb to find leaks, anyway, he also stole his brother's once just now Tomb, it's nothing to pick up a leak in Lan Jianzong.

"We also implement the bare-bones policy. We take away everything that can be taken away. If we can't take it away, we have to find a way to take it. If we can't take it all at once, we will take it next time. Until we get it all, we will carry out the word 'take' to the end. .”

The happy Ye Sheng also complied under Jiang Yuan's bewitchment, and became a half-time light-sweeping master.

After evacuating the calligraphy area on the fourth floor of Lanjiange, the duo of Jianleu continued to move forward.

On the fifth floor of the Lanjiange Pavilion, there are some jewelry artifacts, and some scrolls, mainly formulas and materials for refining magic artifacts. Most of them are for jewelry. Jiang Yuan read two books that he was interested in, and the rest are all temporarily. Give it to Ye Sheng for safekeeping.

Ye Sheng, who had experienced many stimuli, also began to become rough, and he was not very excited when he encountered the refining scrolls of these magic tools.

From the fourth floor to the sixth floor, there have always been some relatively ordinary things. The two of them started to search and search separately, almost sweeping away the survival of the Lan Jianzong for thousands of years since the establishment of the sect.

There are seven floors in the Lanjian Pavilion. Jiang Yuan, who lost too much interest, set his sights on the top floor of the Lanjian Pavilion. Generally, in the Zongmen's Treasure Pavilion, the last floor is often the place where the bottom of the Jianzong press box is placed.

This is the habit of various sects, and it is also the norm.

Jiang Yuan walked into the seventh floor of Lan Jiange full of expectations, but the ultimate invincible super treasure at the bottom of the box that he expected to surpass the world did not appear.

The door without formation protection was opened by Jiang Yuan, which made Jiang Yuan a little surprised. He thought that as the ultimate forbidden area of ​​Lan Jianzong, there would be a super difficult defensive restriction to make Lao Hei fiddle with it for a long time. But let alone a super-restricted door, this elegantly shaped door doesn't even have a decent lock.

This made Jiang Yuan suspect that this place might not be a trap.

(End of this chapter)